The Enchanting Doctor With a Bite novel Chapter 92

Oliver Holden—the ringleader—picked up the bowl of food and dumped it right over Dominic's head. "There. Don't say I never looked out for you," he sneered. "Eat up, buddy."

The others burst into laughter behind him.

Dominic hadn't eaten in two days. Naturally, he was starving.

He ignored the ridicule, picked a clump of vegetables off his shoulder, and shoved it into his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Oliver tossed him his own plate.

Dominic looked up and glared at him.

Oliver said, "What's the difference between this crap and pig feed anyway? You look half-dead—just take it."

But Dominic didn't move.

Oliver's smile turned cold. "Tough guy, huh? Let me give you a reality check—man can't live without food. Do you really want to bet your life on pride?"

Oliver raised the plate, ready to dump it in the toilet. However, Dominic lunged at him and snatched it out of his hands. Then, he devoured it like a starving animal.

...

In Holdlast Hospital, Kylie had been by Owen's bedside all morning.

Later that afternoon, she called Logan.

"Logan, any updates on the investigation?"

"Nothing solid yet," Logan answered. "But if anything turns up, I'll make sure you're the first to know."

Kylie's heart sank, but she kept her tone steady. "Alright. Thank you for your help."

"No need to thank me," Logan respectfully said. His tone toward her had grown noticeably more polite over time. "Is there anything else I can help with, Ms. Clark?"